F A V O R I T I S M

" The same boiling water

That softens the potato

Hardens the egg.

It's not about what you're made of,

It's about the circumstance. "

[ B A S I C S ]

" R E A L E Y E S

R E A L I Z E

R E A L L I E S "

|| N A M E ||

Silas Malichi Johvik.

|| P R O N U N C I A T I O N ||

》 Sy-leh-s 《

》 Mah-li-ky 《

》 Jo-vik 《

|| G E N D E R ||

Male.

|| A G E ||

Twenty-four in humanly appearance.

|| S E X U A L I T Y ||

Silas finds himself quite attracted to those of his own gender only.

|| S P E C I E ||

Original Werewolf.

|| N A T I O N A L I T Y ||

Russian.

|| P A S T O C C U P A N C Y ||

Moscow, Russia. Within his family's monolithic manor high up in the frigid hills.

[ P H Y S I Q U E ]

" Its beginning to look a lot

Like

F U C K T H I S. "

|| A P P E A R A N C E ||

[ M E N T A L ]

" I try to be

G O O D. "

|| P E R S O N A L I T Y ||

" I've got issues... "

Silas, in general, has seen many years and many things that the average Joe would likely not experience within a life time. Things, that to a regular human, would likely send their mentality into a downward spiral and end with their presence in some physicatric ward or worse. Death. Yet these said, untold events are what have shaped and molded the Russian brute into the being he is today. Upon first meeting, Silas is uptight and stiff. Almost as if he were an animal introduced to many unfamiliar faces, tense and ready to strike. He might look upon you with mild distaste, let his gaze devour every inch of your being in a calculating manner. He may turn up short when speaking, as if interest was already lost and he is already willing to brush you off like the lint upon his suit. Other times, he might look right through you, past you and some place far away in heavy, brooding thought.

" But you've got them too... "

He broods more than he speaks, mulls more than he sleeps. Silas is a very deep thinker and his mind is quite possibly the loudest thing about him. Yet it is often a dim and foggy realm to step into, like the cold setting of purgatory only minus the horrid creatures within. There he stores away literally everything to float dormantly, experiences and emotions, mainly those that he does not wish to relive. While his mental status is sane enough, Silas has a few internal problems that most do not or will not usually know about as he does an exceptionally well job of shielding himself behind a facade. He has known what it is like to face trauma; a death of a loved one, a shattered heart, and a soul nearly lost to the void of his despair. Imagine the setting of his mind. A figure of himself lingers in the midst of a foggy stretch of forest, floating there and dormant, eyes closed. Beside him, the shadow of a wolf with beastly, glowing golden eyes; floating there.

His protector yet a monstrous nightmare that he has to control. The beast is a defense mechanism, triggered by repeated experience of heavy trauma. Deadly- even fatal-, it can be.

Silas is a complicated case, though he is not impossible. He does not click with everyone and everyone does not click with him. He is not one for throwing himself into multiple connections and friendships with too many people, seeing as while his own trust issues are quite high towards others, he harbors slight distrust for himself in many cases. Silas is also not always that friendly. He can be an extremely cold and spiteful asshole when the mood hits him right, which in turn can drive the wrong people off. It takes certain kinds of individuals that are willing to put up with him and are dismissive of his behavior. After all, those people relieve him in some manners and make him a tad more...comfortable, with himself.

" Yeah, I've got issues... "

As stated previously, he is not an impossible case. Of course, he has many barriers and layers that do take a bit of time and patience to get past. Though once you do, things become easy for both sides. Silas seems to forget the negative of himself and even does so much as to get comfortable with the behavior and persona of certain people. Believe it or not, he has the capability to tease and strike a sarcastic, cheeky comment here and there, and much prefers if others do so as well so he doesn't feel awkward about himself. Once you've snagged his trust and a place within his frigid heart, you will be gifted with himying loyalty and support if he deems you worth his time and patience.

There are not many things that mean the world to this man, aside from what very little of his family that remains. It takes precious /time/ for someone to connect with him, and for himself to allow /himself/ to just open up. Things that don't mean as much to him don't receive as much time and attention. However, he will work his Russian arse off day and night for those that mean the most, whether it be friends, family, or a significant other. But he expects mutuality in relationships and if something is one-sided he will drop it.

" And one of them is how bad I need you... "

Silas has lost many things and many people in his lifetime, and has developed an inward fear of losing anyone that gets close. Therefore, this is one of the reasons he harbors a hefty amount of possessive tendencies. Once he is attached, he can't seem to stray too far for too long. While he may not be around, he will always somehow be within reach. He is a dominant figure, making for another cause of his possessive nature and the need to have a sliver of control in multiple situations. With possessiveness comes protectiveness, and protective, he most certainly is. It's as if his life no longer concerns him as much as another's. He's a deadly force to be reckoned with who will place you on the receiving end of his wrath before a word is uttered.

And, my friends, he plays dirty.

[ Fun Facts ]

》 Silas, as a child, was actually a skinny twig for a few years. However, as a born werewolf to alpha parents, he began to exceed other children rather quick.

》He picked up a blade at the age of five and had already mastered two styles of combat by the age of ten; Tai Quan Do and a twisted form of mix martial arts.

》 His favored weapon would be, although he needs no weapon in all honesty, would be a silver chain link whip.

》 A tiny secret that Silas would not share with just anyone, would be the fact he adores reading. Mostly meaningful novels or a book of poetry by his favored author of none other than Edage Allen Poe.

》He has learned most of the beautiful cello and is learning piano, along with being taught to dance in an array of styles.

》 Silas comes from a very wealthy family but does not particularly flaunt it.

》He enjoys traveling quite so and usually tends to flock to hotter climates; wherever there is a beach.

》 He's Russian, born and raised in the most homophobic country.

》 Very strong alpha blood.

》 He owns a giant Caucasian Shepherd called Torvik.

》 Will give you whiplash with his abundance of glares and stares.

》 Mild OCD.

》 He is secretly not opposed to the playing of video games.

》Silas has only ever had one serious break down, which was within the privacy of his quarters. However, his breakdowns are very severe and are just...sad. Seeing as he is a walking facade and bottler of heavy emotions.

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